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“You are so concerned with fighting the bullies at school, Mam,” I sobbed, tears streaming down my cheeks, “when the biggest bully of them all lives under this roof.”
Johnny didn’t realize it, but in the space of an hour or two, his mother had taken more of an interest in me than my own mother had in months. Maybe even years.
I didn’t expect it. I didn’t expect her.
“I’m a prize to her. A shiny trophy,” he muttered under his breath. “That’s all I am to most people.” “Not to me,” I told him.
“Hi, Johnny.” “Boom, boom, fucking boom, Da,” I groaned, slapping a hand against my chest. “I’m done for.”
My father. My father. Why the fuck was I hearing Shannon say those words? And why was my heart telling me it was vital?
All three of them went straight to Joey. Because he was our protector. He was the reason we were all in one piece. He was our hero.

